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No swimming tonight.
Thunderstorms have moved in –
and we need to figure out something to eat.
There are ingredients to make
a million different dishes,
but shall we settle for
peanut butter sandwiches and our favorite blanket
with a view of the darkness
creeping across the sky?
Published 7th Jul 2021
Author's Note
This poem was born from the text:
No swimming tonight. Thunderstorms have moved in. And we need to figure out something to eat.
No swimming tonight. Thunderstorms have moved in. And we need to figure out something to eat.
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dear Daisy & dear Floss
a fine recipe to be sharing quill and inkwell
i look forward to more from your shared horizon
a warm smile
silent lotus
a fine recipe to be sharing quill and inkwell
i look forward to more from your shared horizon
a warm smile
silent lotus
11th Jul 2021 2:25pm
Thanks for the kind words and the warm smile, silent 🌷. We appreciate them.
25th Jul 2021 5:50pm
I liked this. Comforting poem that makes you feel warm and safe with someone special.
23rd Aug 2021 12:28pm
28th Jul 2021 2:08am
Beautiful way to be comfortable and chill. And you can lick the PB off each others lips.
23rd Aug 2021 12:29pm
